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well. nnew year is starting wonderfully so far
#FULLY drunk. watching bluey flr the first time n crying. saw a video of my abuser by accident. was#talking 2 a friend ovr snapchat and accidentally clicked on a story she was in . so thatsa wholeee thing jn my brain now#she looks so haopy. bc of course she does.#bb;bbbbbbbbbbbbbb#<< said like. benrey hlvrai when hes underwater#ofc. ofc. ofc. offc other ppl r norrmal and go to paaarties and drink with FRIENDS#n i am sotting here. w my dog. and some vodka lemonade and champagne and c rying over a Childrens Show bc its so full of . love.#mm MN gghvbnnn#im gonn have a dream abt this tonight which SUCKS cause ive had weirdbad dreams for the past like. few weeks. and sleeping isso bad#i hate it here i harw it here so much
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Iron Flame Thoughts! (Spoilers)
I finally finished Iron Flame (IF) and I definetly have some thoughts about it. I've seperated my thoughts into Liked, Disliked, Predictions BELOW THE BREAK LINE so people don't have to see spoilers. Also it's not in any particular order, just how it popped into my head.
Liked:
Tarin and Andarna's bickering. Her sassiness with his grumpiness was just the bees knees of adorable.
Cat, this may surprise some people but I really liked her development as she and Violet got to know each other
Gryphon Riders in general were a nice addition, I want to know more about their school/lifestyle/countr(ies)
Violets development was really good. It was great to see her know her own strength more and stand up for herself/dragons/loved ones. Huge contrast from Fourth Wing (FW)
The relationship between Violet, Mira and Brennan. Loved the way Mira punched B when she saw him but ultimately loved having her brother back. Can't wait to see more
Mamma Sorrengail's sacrifice for her kids/everyone. Heartbreaking but only way she could redeem herself
Dain's return to the "good" side. It was great development to have him see the error of his ways, say no to Varrish (which is huge for him) and then prove himself again during the hike with the Riders and then again in the final battle.
Aaric/Cam, I love me a rogue Prince so this hit all the right spots (more on him later)
Andarna being a seventh dragon. Excellent. Amazing. Can't f*cking wait to know more
The reveal of Xaden's second signet. Shook, but obviously bb knew how to control it
The relationship between the main four in Iron Squad (Vi, Rhi, Ridoc and Sawyer.) I love a good platonic friendship (more than romance stories) because I think having found family in your friends is just friggin beautiful
Sawyer and Jesinina (I know that's spelled wrong)
Varrish, bare with me I hated him but props to RY for writing and awful character. I clapped when he died.
The battle at the end
HALLUCINATION LIAM!!!
Disliked:
XADEN AND VIOLETS CONSTANT BICKERING. It gave miscommunication trope over and over.
Xaden and Violet fighting and then being like you are my gravity, I love you so f*cking much etc. This seemed very Twilight-y (and toxic TBH)
Xaden with holding everything from Violet because she wasn't asking the right questions. Frustrating.
Having Vi tortured/injured over and over again (and I say this as a whump fan) I think she does it to show Violet's strength/resilience, but it's not necessary we know she's strong.
Markham being an asshole =(
Jack Barelow coming back- I understand why I just don't like him and wanted him to stay dead
Honestly, don't like Xaden turning Venin. Obvs as of right now we don't know why she made that choice, but I don't like it.
What I think will Happen Next
Next book Xaden is going to be fighting his Venin nature for the whole book but will ultimately choose to leave at the end- fourth book he will be barely there and fifth he will either come back still fighting his Venin self OR be full Venin.
Navarre/Basgiath/Aretia will fall to the Venin
Aaric/Cam will ultimately become important because I think the King will die and Aaric will have to step up as next in line.
Andarna will be the most badass dragon in the world
I do think Violet and Xaden will be endgame IF he lives. Here are my thoughts on that:
1) Violet and the others will find a cure for the venin and save Xaden
2) Xaden will become a full Venin but when it comes time to kill Violet he will unalive himself instead (Ben Solo redemption arc) in a moment of regaining his former self. I don't want this to happen at all.
I think Xaden's mom is the Queen/Lord of the Venin, which is why they want him so badly.
This is everything that came to mind, I am sure I will find other things that fit into these lists. Let me know what you thought, or we can compare lists!
#iron flame#iron flame spoilers#iron flame predictions#rebecca yarros#dain aetos#violet sorrengail#the empyrean#violet and xaden#tarin#andarna#sgaeyl#fourth wing#xaden riorson#rhiannon matthias#iron squad#venin#wyvern#ridoc#sawyer#imogen temult#mira sorrengail#brennan sorrengail#dragons#random thoughts
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Rose: "Hello, little guy! Do you have a name?”
Armitage: “I considered RA3, but then again, an R-name for a BB-droid is silly.”
Rose: “RA3... That stands for Rae. After Rae Sloane, the First Order’s founder?"
Armitage: "She was my mentor, back when we started rebuilding the empire. Said this time we'd do it right. I'm pretty sure Snoke had her killed, yet I had nothing better in mind than to follow his banner...
When Ben killed Snoke, and I proclaimed myself the new Supreme Leader, I thought things had come full circle. Well, I was wrong about that. But I like to imagine that Rae would approve of what I’m doing here and how I’m doing it."
It had been, how long exactly? Three seasons? Since Rose had heard Armitage claim that people and equipment were interchangeable to him. Resources either way.
An odd side effect of this conviction had been him accepting BB-8 as an equal teammember pretty quickly (as early as their trip to Komorebi, actually).
Rose: “Droids are still seen as something closer to pets than to people. If you wish to pass your mentor’s name down, and do it in earnest, you should consider saving it for a baby.”
Armitage: “A ba... by.”
Yeah, right. He should have known that five minutes without complications were a glitch in the fabric of the universe. A baby!
Not that Armitage was averse to the idea of becoming a father, to the contrary, he had a long list of improved parenting techniques (the majority of which consisted of doing the direct opposite of what Brendol would have done) that he was ready to test in practise.
But having a child meant trying for one first. Repeatedly, probably.
Back on Ryloth, when he had been part of that unlikely threemating with Finn and Poe, Finn had been Poe’s main course, and Armitage the desert or the seasoning. It had been pleasant.
To the contrary in a committed couple the husband was expected to be the main course all the time. The idea of such frequent intercourse was not just not appealing, it actively scared the husband-to-be, and this particular fear wasn’t one of the kind one could train onesself out of. It was part of Armitage’s nature that he could change as little as his eye color.
His low sex drive had always been one of the many factors that had contributed to Armitage feeling superior over his agemates. He wasn’t just more calculated, determined and patient than the other officer cadets, he had literally been BORN better! But now all of a sudden this trait had become a liability.
Rose: “You do want children, right? I always figured you’d want. I just never brought it up, because I was uncertain myself. But then Lt. Dree’s little Jin toddled our way and I knew, yes, being a parent would be nice.”
Armitage: “Uh-huh... Nothing to be anxious about.”
Rose: “But don’t get ideas! Even if there wasn’t a war ongoing, it’s not that I’d want to start immediately!”
Armitage: “Heh, good. Although the mental image of us chasing criminals with baby carriers on our backs sure is something...”
Rose: “On our backs? You’ll want the rugrat front-carried to maximize the spit-range, haha! - Now back to work with you! I’ll babysit B3-RY.”
Armitage: I have to bring this up rather sooner than later... But I’d rather surrender to the Resistance for real, because once I tell Rose, it’ll be over.
Needless to say, it wasn’t the best day for the organized crime.
#rae sloane#armitage hux#rose tico#gingerrose#sims4journeytobatuu#star wars#simblr#newstarwarssims#battleforbatuu7
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LITG: Double Trouble EP 9 Recap
here we go....
I meannnnn it makes sense ivy is going home. If I were watching this I wouldve hated Ivy too so I guess I get that. I just thought she brought so much drama that fb would want to keep her around!! I chose the option she's done a few shady things...Grace agreed lolol. the little short king Ryan getting all mad about Ivy going home 🤣 him and Lewie on screen together is so funny to me. Ryan looks tiny compared to him.
Amelia sister moment is cute! and finally we should chat later !! I need to know wtf she was gonna say earlier.
Ryan bb leave with her! the islanders all gasp and everyone looks at Ryan. Ivy says MC has a point that if hes so bent out of shape about her leaving then he could leave too. his ass shuts up lol
Why do they always make the villain so nice at the end...theyve done the same thing multiple seasons now. they did the same thing with Juliet, Arlo and Meera. I get it theyre misunderstood and thats why they act out, but nah give me a Lexi exit any day over these heartfelt goodbyes with someone we all disliked for the past three volumes.
obviously needed to see her checklist...best part about it was obviously no guys that say see you later alligator lolol...wait Ryan makes up for not having a beard because of his brains?? since when is Ryan smart lol? I thought this was dick poem guy. also I knew Ivy liked Ryan but this trajectory was stupid.
YES YES YES IVY PULL ME FOR A CHAT!! awww lewie loves us! but why did she say lets not talk about what happened??? never smashed the gem button so quickly!! aww Lew 🥹 hate that im gonna break ur little heart this season! Ivys advice is to hold on to that boy and that she is looking out for us because she likes us 🥹 OHHH we get to get some tea about one of the other boys!!! obviously asking about Ozzy...eeek he regrets coupling with Grace and they havent done bits and barely cuddle because hes guilty about how he feels about MC and that he could see a future with us 🥹 I mean I feel like we already knew that from our chat with Ozzy but we love a double confirmation!
not Amelia saying she's gonna pick up Ivy's slack in the drama dept. Grace and Lewie being suspicious 😩 is he gonna plan a little daybed night for us?? tbh I hate the lonely main bed storyline...just get MC in with someone already . whyyyy is Amelia In such a daze?? is this the zeph confession and guilt eating away at her??
lol when I saw Ryan I thought he was gonna put the moves on us same night Ivy got sent home. wouldve been too much Ry! so im glad they didnt do that but im gonna play the good sister role especially since she backed off lewie...since she said she wants Roberto im gonna say I dont want anything from him to Ryan 😭poor Ryan tho he was just trying to help! I do like this side of him 🥹
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! GAGGING!!! not the pitch black room and Lewie jumping in to kiss our sister!!!! DYING. DEAD. DECEASED. SCREAMING. omg omg she was there bc she wanted to chat and something was obviously bothering her...and he was there for his grand gesture...the room was pitch black.... omg omg omg. Obvi next week MC is gonna be like wtf is going on....Lewie will be super apologetic and Amelia will push him away but this is sooo funny to me. touché fb touché!!!
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the fun thing about the genetics is that you can get some interestingly colored offspring out of it
in vanilla minecraft, breeding a cyan sheep and an orange sheep will get you a lamb which is either cyan or orange
using the complex sheep genetics, breeding a cyan (bbgg) sheep and an orange (rryy) sheep could get you...
let's see, three distinct gametes from each parent means 9 possible genotypes, times six possible subselrctions for presentation... 54 possible selections (including shuffled duplicates), and some selections are then split 50/50 on presentation, though of course many of these selections will look alike
a red sheep (bg rr) (bb rr) (gg rr) (bg rr) (gg rr) (bg ry) (gg ry)
an orange sheep (bg ry) (bb ry) (gg ry)
a yellow sheep (bg yy) (bb yy) (gg yy) (bb yy) (bb ry) (bg yy) (bg ry)
a lime sheep (bg ry) (bg yy) (gg ry) (gg yy)
a green sheep (gg ry) (gg rr) (gg yy) (bg rr) (gg rr) (bg ry) (gg ry)
a cyan sheep (bg ry) (bg rr) (bg yy)
a blue sheep (bb ry) (bb rr) (bb yy) (bb yy) (bb ry) (bg yy) (bg ry)
a purple sheep (bg ry) (bg rr) (bb ry) (bb rr)
Eight phenotypes.
and cyan and orange aren't even the most likely.
don't count genotypes to determine this, they don't all have the same likeliness to occur. counting ALL duplicates, each parent has 6 possible gametes (4 are identical), so there are 36 genotypes, times 6 presentations is 216
there are 3 ways to make cyan. the one with ry can use any of the four ry gametes, so that's six, times all of them can use any of the four bg gametes, so that's 24.
24 out of 216 lambs will be cyan. simplified, that's 1/9
I am not going to math out all of them right now, but 1 out of 9 sheep will be cyan, and there are 8 colors the sheep may be, ergo, cyan is less likely than at least one other color
#original#minecraft#octopus mods minecraft#complex sheep genetics#and that's not even getting into if the parents have colors that AREN'T represented in their wool#you could breed two cyan sheep and come out with a pink sheep if there are hidden red and white genes in there
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HI LISEY
I think you owe me a fic so this is just your reminder 😋
Anyway, could you pls do Gabbi Broussard x Fem!Reader hcs where reader gets asked out to prom by Gabbi
Doesn’t have to be that long I just love her oml 🤞🏻
TY BB
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HEY RY!! I kno it's been a minute since this request but I finally started working on it for you <33 this one was fun to write, tysm!! xoxo
summary: your girlfriend, gabbi, greets you with an unexpected message after school. you meet her where she planned, behind the school, when she leads you to the nearby garden. little did you know she was asking you to prom.
pairing: gabbi broussard x fem!reader
contents: fluff
warnings: cursing
an: i'm well aware i got in a little too much detail.. it may not be what you wanted but i enjoy nit-picking the small things in writing!! also see if you can find the little easter eggs i hid inside the writing~
wc: 1.1k
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𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧.
- 𝘨𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘥
it was obvious gabbi loved you just as much as you loved her, maybe even more. she's always showed her ways of loving you, whether it was hugs from behind or little kisses on your neck, or oftentimes a small gift she'd brought you from a shop nearby. this one day was especially meaningful, however.
it was early may and the weather outside was warm and silky. breathing the air felt like taking a nice shower after a long day and washing away all the dirt and unwanted essence; it was refreshing, rather. you wanted nothing more than to bask in the perfect environment around you forever.
your day at school had just finished and you had then gotten done chatting with your friend group in the halls about your day. after waving them goodbye and blowing a kiss, you walked for the exit. suddenly your phone buzzed in your hand. you check the notification on your lock screen. it was your girlfriend, gabbi. the message read 'meet me at the back of the school, 7:00.' a smile crept its way onto your cheeks and you turned your phone off, walking to your car and thinking about the message.
the car door slammed shut as your footsteps traced to your front door. you reached for your keys and fumbled them around in your hand while trying to unlock the door. once you got it, you wasted no time to walk straight to your bedroom and get ready for whatever event gabbi was preparing for you.
your backpack landed on the soft carpet of your bedroom floor with a thud. you had homework but didn't care to do any of it, considering you were the kind of girl to never turn down an invite, especially from the girl you love, gabbi. you sat yourself down at your pretty little vanity and got to work, fixing up the mess of makeup on your face that had previously been ruined by school air.
after a bit of re-curling your lashes and applying more mascara, you fixed the other tiny details and checked the clock. it was around 4:00 when you arrived back at home and it was 5:12 right now. you raised yourself off your seat and walked over to the closet door, sliding it open. your hands maneuvered around, sorting between your section of dresses. you decided on a strapless, sunset-orange dress that stretched long, down to your ankles. it was silky and had a slit by your left leg, topped with a tiny bit of lace trim around the edges. you completed the outfit with your preferable basic white sneakers, of which were your only desirable option since you weren't fond of heels at all. you also wore gold hoop earrings and a matching necklace with a butterfly on it that gabbi had given to you as a gift for your six month anniversary. you had on a few pearly gold rings and had your hair relaxed down with a white, silky bow that clipped into the back of your hair.
you glanced over at the clock once more, the time reading 6:30. you reached for your phone & purse, applied one more layer of lip gloss before tossing the tube into your bag, and happily strolled out the door and into your car. it was a necessary routine every time you entered your car to put on your music. you put on one of your playlists, the center console screen scrolling the title of the song, betty by taylor swift. you hummed along to the rhythm as your hands turned the steering wheel of your car and you stopped at the lights.
you parked your car into a space that wasn't much of a distance to the back of the school. you followed the path that went back around to the outdoor seats, eyes scanning the area in sights of your girlfriend. on the ledge of the fountain you found a little piece of paper that had your name on it. you gently picked it up and unfolded it. "hint: go to the garden" was visibly written in gabbi's handwriting. you giggled at the scavenger hunt and tucked the now unfolded paper into your purse.
standing at the edge of the trail, your eyes widened when you saw the sight of the garden. the trees were thick and covering beautifully over a path that went down and split into two, one end going to a flower garden and the other going to the school's fruit & veggie garden. there were small shrubs and flowers lining the trail. that was a usual appearance for the garden, but what made you shocked was the candles going down the flower garden path and the orange roses scattered along the way. you smiled warmly. orange was your favorite color. the thought that gabbi remembered the smallest things about you brought light into your life.
as curiosity continued to strike, you walked slowly along the trail, splitting off the side with the candles. the ongoing feeling of butterflies in your stomach sent you into bliss. gabbi would be happy to know how excited you get at the thought of her face. you slowly pushed open the wooden gate to the flower garden, looking around. you stepped carefully through the daisies and rounded the corner, meeting eyes with your girlfriend.
you giggled. gabbi seemed to be hiding something behind her back. she walked closer to you. "hey, beautiful. you're definitely more dressed up than i am," she said in a sweet voice, winking at you. looking up at her you ask, "what's the important occasion?" gabbi hesitated for a moment. she brushed a stray strand of hair out of your face. the look in her eyes was pure and loving, different from her usual chill demeanor. she started to talk, failing to hide a smile from appearing on her face.
"will you.. go to prom with me?" gabbi held up a board with the same words on it, covered from top to bottom in pearly white paint and your favorite color orange glitter. it wasn't any messy little sign-- it was beautiful and had so much detail to it. you felt tears nip at the corners of your eyes and a wide grin spread across your face. you nodded. "yes, baby. of course. how could i ever say no to you?"
moments later you two were kissing lovingly. the board was discarded elsewhere on the ground and gabbi was pressed back against the fence with her hands on your hips, rubbing the dress softly. you had your hands cupping her face and stroking her cheeks with your thumbs. between breaths you were giggling, causing her to imitate your actions. it wasn't that the moment was funny, it was just the fact you never would have thought gabbi loved you this much. and she did. and she always will, until her last breath.
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More Ry screenshots bc she's bb girl
Oh and. Ry/Wyll parallels? Ry/Wyll parallels.
Wyll being weakened by the tadpole 🤝 Ry being weakened by becoming a gloomstalker
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“Question: What do Ann-Margret, BB King, Megadeth, Duane Eddy, Dean Martin, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Johnny Cash, Little Peggy March, Steve Allen, Bert Kaempfert, Ry Cooder, Dino, Desi and Billy, Boyd Rice, The Ventures, Einstürzende Neubauten, Petula Clark, Lydia Lunch, Waylon Jennings, the BBC Concert Orchestra, Vanilla Fudge, Billy Ray Cyrus, Dusty Springfield, Link Wray, Amanda Lear, The Surfaris, Destroy All Monsters and Elvis Presley have in common? Answer: All have recorded the music of Lee Hazlewood, the producer / singer / songwriter of classics like “Jackson”, “Sugar Town” and that sixties anthem of defiance and liberation, “These Boots are Made for Walkin’.” “Boots” was originally recorded by Nancy Sinatra, for whom Lee wrote many of his best songs, and was a number one hit in 1966. Nancy and Lee were the anti-matter Sonny and Cher, oddly arranged fleurs du mal in the flower children’s pot. In the seventies, after a string of hits, Lee left America – and the music industry – for a reclusive, quiet life in Sweden, and all but disappeared.”
/ From the intro to Billy Miller’s 1999 interview with Lee Hazlewood in Index magazine (anyone else remember Index? It was great!) /
“Hard-drinkin’, ultra-manly producer of Native American extraction who first made his name working with twangy guitar slinger Duane Eddy and went on to become the premier auteur of Rat Pack offspring kitsch, writing and producing material for Dino, Desi & Billy and, most notoriously, for Nancy Sinatra. Following a 1973 solo album candidly titled Poet, Fool or Bum, Hazlewood moved to Sweden and made lousy movies.”
/ From The Rock Snob’s Dictionary in Vanity Fair magazine, November 2000 /
Born on this day: psychedelic cowboy with the porn star mustache and inventor of “Country Exotica”, Barton Lee Hazlewood (9 July 1929 - 4 August 2007). His duets with ethereal sex kitten Nancy Sinatra give me life.
#lee hazlewood#nancy sinatra#psychedelic cowboy#country exotica#kitsch#nancy and lee#lobotomy room#cult hero#maverick
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I think it'll be interesting to see how long hofas holds on to a nyt best sellers top 5 position, it's already down to #3. I was, however, shocked to see that Fourth Wing is still in there, and I think Iron Flame is too in one of the categories. Could RY be coming for sjm's throne? I'd be a little worried if I were her.
only a week at no 1 then. That's not much. Maybe the crown IS slipping. Wouldn't hurt her and BB to learn some humility and actually work on her product.
The fact that she jovially announced that she re-wrote HOFAS in 5 weeks is not a flex that she thinks it is. Unless she is gunning to go from being a Hermes to being a package from Temu.
Well-crafted and loved books don't take 5 weeks to write. They take months. It takes longer to write a good fanfic let alone a novel. 5 weeks of shoddy work and it shows.
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Masterlist of all my important Choices MCs (and their LIs). (NOTE: List is subject to frequent updates)
Unlinked and uncolored MCs do not have a sprite made for them yet.
You're welcome to ask me questions about any of these MCs! Yes, even the ones that I haven't fleshed out as much yet, it will help me build their characters better.
Anthology Profiles: AKA Singular Profile Braindump Posts for the Series that go through different MCs (eg. HSS, ILS, Untameable, RWB)
HSS: Jordan Price (Prime f!MC), Evie Ayana (OG f!MC), Cher Lee (HSS:CA f!MC)
ILS: Jo Hunter (Woods f!MC), Harper Addison Vance-Fisher (Beneath demigirl!MC), Cedric Zhao (Within m!MC)
MCs with Completed and Thorough Profiles
OG HSS f!MC: Evie Ayana (LI: Aiden Zhou)
MCs with Basic Simple Profiles
ILW m!MC: Cedric Zhao (LI: Jocelyn Wu, but also likes Amalia De Leon)
MCs for stories where I've completed playthroughs with their "official" story routes (links go to images of the MC sprite, profiles still pending)
ILITW f!MC: Jo Hunter (LI: Lucas Thomas, but also likes Andy Kang and Connor Green)
ILB genderfluid demigirl MC: Harper Addison Vance-Fisher (LI: either Tom Sato or Parker Shaw, most likely Tom)
BP f!MC: Cady Asshunter (LI: has trysts with all of them)
TNA f!MC: Eh IDC (LI: White Samuel Dalton)
MCs for stories where their specific story routes are in progress or need a replay (links go to images of the MC sprite, profiles still pending)
HSS Prime f!MC: Jordan Price (LI: ends up with Julian Castillo in OG HSS's prom)
HSS:CA f!MC: Cher Lee (LI: Ajay Bhandari) and her trans m!Twin Bear Lee
ES f!MC: Emilia Harris (LI: undecided)
TRR f!MC: Lew Asshunter (LI: East Asian Liam "Sexy Thicc Man" Rys)
BB trans f!MC Jasmine Yin (LI: White Adrian Raines, Kamilah Sayeed, and Jax Matsuo; can't decide which of them she becomes closest with though)
PM m!MC: [Name Still Pending] (LI: Black f!Hayden Young and Sloane Washington)
AME m!MC: [Name Still Pending] (LI: Probably MacKenzie Harris)
TH:M f!MC: Otto (LI: none, she's had and still somewhat has the hots for Ansel Crane and they have at least one hatefuck hookup)
MAH f!MC: Peggy Stone (LI: White Tyler Woods)
TPA f!MC: Jane Bond (LI: Agent Callum "Booty Galore" Grey, undecided which version)
DLS m!MC: Dick Ryder (LI: Hispanic Charlotte King, or rather "Peg" King)
MCs for stories where I haven't even started their "official" playthrough yet (links go to images of the MC sprite, profiles still pending)
OG HSS m!MC: Alan Parke (LI: either Emma Hawkins, Maria Flores, or both)
OG HSS f!MC: Violet Jones (LI: Michael Harrison)
ES m!MC: BJ Kingsley (LI: Estela Montoya)
PM f!MC: Penny (LI: Probably m!Hayden Young but I'm not sure)
AME f!MC: Jamie MacLeod (LI: Marries Jen Espinoza on the show, but her true love is Carson Stewart and she ends in a threeway poly relationship with them)
ROD f!MC: Adelaide Zhou (LI: Most probably Colt Kaneko)
TH:M m!MC: Bill (LI: Eris Huang)
LOA f!MC: Anjali Bhandari (LI: East Asian!Gabe Ricci, Aislinn Tanaka, and Joaquin Morales)
COP f!MC: Roslyn Rose (LI: m!Trystan Thorne, not sure which version)
MCs I have planned for stories I haven't even touched yet (links go to images of the MC sprite, profiles still pending)
TE f!MC: [Name Still Pending] (LI: Either Beckett Harrington or Griffin Langley)
Alpha m!MC: [Name Still Pending] (LI: East Asian f!Channing Lowe)
Alpha f!MC: Luna (LI: None, she is not interested in Channing and prefers to clap the cheeks of Asher and Markus)
#i'm not tagging all of these books or mcs#choices stories you play#choices#choices game#choices stories we play#choices stories we play fandom#choices mcs#cadybear's mcs#meet my mc#meet my mcs#cadybear's masterlists
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Choices Crossover Fics 2023 Masterlist
✒️= Fanfic | 📱= Text Fics/Edits | 🎨= Fanart
Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW 18+
January 2023
History Hates Lovers ✒️| Red Carpet Diaries / Desire & Decorum |Thomas Hunt x F!MC, Anabelle Parsons x F!MC - @peonyblossom
March 2023
Blood Moon ✒️| Bloodbound / Wolf Bride | Adrian Raines x F!Reader x M!OC - @khoicesbyk 🔥
Immortal Desires Harris (Series) | Immortal Desires / My Two First Loves Noah Harris x MC - @korgbelmont
Part 5 ✒️
Part 6: Finale ✒️
May 2023
Harris A New Life ✒️| Immortal Desires / My Two First Loves |Noah Harris (MTFL) x Gabriela Adalhard (ID) - @korgbelmont
Serendipity ✒️Ⓜ️| The Royal Romance/ Open Heart | Drake Walker x MC, Bryce Lahela x MC - @deb-1106 and @walkerismychoice
Serendipity Part 2 ✒️| The Royal Romance / Open Heart | Drake Walker x MC, Bryce Lahela x MC - @deb-1106 and @walkerismychoice
In Times of Comfort ✒️| The Royal Romance / Red Carpet Diaries |Thomas Hunt x F!OC - @alj4890
Once (Series) | The Royal Romance / Red Carpet Diaries | Sam Dalton, Ethan Ramsey, Robin Flores - @peonierose
Part 4 ✒️Ⓜ️
June 2023:
Angels in Hell ✒️| A Courtesan of Rome / Open Heart | Marc Anthony x MC, Tobias Carrick x MC - @boneandfur
Répondez,S'il Vous Plaît! ✒️ | Immortal Desires / It Lives | Multiple Pairings - @aallotarenunelma 🏳️🌈
Répondez,S'il Vous Plaît ! 2 (AU Series) ✒️| Immortal Desires / It Lives | Multiple Pairings - @aallotarenunelma 🏳️🌈
Dancing with Our Hands Tied ✒️| The Royal Romance / Rules of Engagement |Leo Rys x F!MC - @leelee10898
Friends with Rollerskates ✒️| Bloodbound / Open Heart | BB!F!OC and OH!M!OC - @ezekielbhandarivalleros
One Night in Cordonia (Round Robin) | The Royal Romance / Open Heart - @jerzwriter
Chapter 8: All's Well That Ends Well ✒️Ⓜ️
July 2023
you’ll find me on my tallest tiptoes, spinning in my highest heels, love, shining just for you ✒️| Hot Coture & Crimes of Passion | Marco Di Vincezo x F!MC, Marguerite Thorne x F!OC - @peonyblossom
The Royal Romance, Crimes of Passion, Desire & Decorum, Blades of Light and Shadow
Shadows & Deceptions: A Royal Murder Mystery Parts 1 & 2 ✒️| Various Pairings - @storyofmychoices
Shadows & Deceptions: A Royal MurderMystery Parts 3 & 4 ✒️| Various Pairings - @storyofmychoices
The Royal Romance / Crimes of Passion / Desire & Decorum/ Blades of Light & Shadow
Shadows & Deceptions: A Royal Murder Mystery Parts 5 & 6 ✒️| Various Pairings - @storyofmychoices
Shadows & Deceptions: A Royal Murder Mystery Parts 7 & 8 ✒️| Various Pairings - @storyofmychoices
August 2023
Crimes of Passion / Nightbound
Crimes/Nightbound Drabble ✒️| Nik Ryder x MC, Trystan Thorne x MC - @lilyoffandoms
October 2023
Bloodbound/Nightbound
Disembodied (Series) ✒️| Adrian Raines x MC, Nik Ryder x MC - @mynotsohealthyobsession
Part 3 (of 8)
Endless Summer/Hero
Let the Shadows Fall Behind You ✒️| Jake McKenzie x MC, ES!MC & Hero!MC - @saibug1022
November 2023
Bloodbound/Nightbound
Disembodied (Series) Part 5 ✒️ | Adrian Raines x MC, Nik Ryder x MC - @mynotsohealthyobsession
December 2023
Bloodbound/Nightbound
Disembodied - Part 6/8 ✒️| Adrian Raines x MC, Nik Ryder x MC - @mynotsohealthyobsession
The Nanny Affair/Open Heart
Once (Series) ✒️| Sam Dalton, TNA F!MC, Ethan Ramsey by @peonierose Part 5
Immortal Desires / It Lives Anthology
Jouluyö - Christmas Night ✒️🏳️🌈🌟| Various Pairings - @aallotarenunelma
#choices fanfic#playchoices fanfic#choices fic writers creations#cfwc fics of the week#choices crossover fanfic
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Last night I got high and wrote a program to find all of the unused elemental symbols. It turns out there’s 585 of them and it’s much less interesting the next day.
One interesting finding: I couldn’t be bothered to generate all possible one and two letter strings, so I asked ChatGPT to write me code that would do all that for me. It worked surprisingly well!
['a', 'd', 'e', 'g', 'h', 'j', 'l', 'm', 'q', 'r', 't', 'x', 'z', 'aa', 'ab', 'ad', 'ae', 'af', 'ah', 'ai', 'aj', 'ak', 'an', 'ao', 'ap', 'aq', 'av', 'aw', 'ax', 'ay', 'az', 'bb', 'bc', 'bd', 'bf', 'bg', 'bj', 'bl', 'bm', 'bn', 'bo', 'bp', 'bq', 'bs', 'bt', 'bu', 'bv', 'bw', 'bx', 'by', 'bz', 'cb', 'cc', 'cg', 'ch', 'ci', 'cj', 'ck', 'cp', 'cq', 'ct', 'cv', 'cw', 'cx', 'cy', 'cz', 'da', 'dc', 'dd', 'de', 'df', 'dg', 'dh', 'di', 'dj', 'dk', 'dl', 'dm', 'dn', 'do', 'dp', 'dq', 'dr', 'dt', 'du', 'dv', 'dw', 'dx', 'dz', 'ea', 'eb', 'ec', 'ed', 'ee', 'ef', 'eg', 'eh', 'ei', 'ej', 'ek', 'el', 'em', 'en', 'eo', 'ep', 'eq', 'et', 'ev', 'ew', 'ex', 'ey', 'ez', 'fa', 'fb', 'fc', 'fd', 'ff', 'fg', 'fh', 'fi', 'fj', 'fk', 'fn', 'fo', 'fp', 'fq', 'fs', 'ft', 'fu', 'fv', 'fw', 'fx', 'fy', 'fz', 'gb', 'gc', 'gf', 'gg', 'gh', 'gi', 'gj', 'gk', 'gl', 'gm', 'gn', 'go', 'gp', 'gq', 'gr', 'gs', 'gt', 'gu', 'gv', 'gw', 'gx', 'gy', 'gz', 'ha', 'hb', 'hc', 'hd', 'hh', 'hi', 'hj', 'hk', 'hl', 'hm', 'hn', 'hp', 'hq', 'hr', 'ht', 'hu', 'hv', 'hw', 'hx', 'hy', 'hz', 'ia', 'ib', 'ic', 'id', 'ie', 'if', 'ig', 'ih', 'ii', 'ij', 'ik', 'il', 'im', 'io', 'ip', 'iq', 'is', 'it', 'iu', 'iv', 'iw', 'ix', 'iy', 'iz', 'ja', 'jb', 'jc', 'jd', 'je', 'jf', 'jg', 'jh', 'ji', 'jj', 'jk', 'jl', 'jm', 'jn', 'jo', 'jp', 'jq', 'jr', 'js', 'jt', 'ju', 'jv', 'jw', 'jx', 'jy', 'jz', 'ka', 'kb', 'kc', 'kd', 'ke', 'kf', 'kg', 'kh', 'ki', 'kj', 'kk', 'kl', 'km', 'kn', 'ko', 'kp', 'kq', 'ks', 'kt', 'ku', 'kv', 'kw', 'kx', 'ky', 'kz', 'lb', 'lc', 'ld', 'le', 'lf', 'lg', 'lh', 'lj', 'lk', 'll', 'lm', 'ln', 'lo', 'lp', 'lq', 'ls', 'lt', 'lw', 'lx', 'ly', 'lz', 'ma', 'mb', 'me', 'mf', 'mh', 'mi', 'mj', 'mk', 'ml', 'mm', 'mp', 'mq', 'mr', 'ms', 'mu', 'mv', 'mw', 'mx', 'my', 'mz', 'nc', 'nf', 'ng', 'nj', 'nk', 'nl', 'nm', 'nn', 'nq', 'nr', 'ns', 'nt', 'nu', 'nv', 'nw', 'nx', 'ny', 'nz', 'oa', 'ob', 'oc', 'od', 'oe', 'of', 'oh', 'oi', 'oj', 'ok', 'ol', 'om', 'on', 'oo', 'op', 'oq', 'or', 'ot', 'ou', 'ov', 'ow', 'ox', 'oy', 'oz', 'pc', 'pe', 'pf', 'pg', 'ph', 'pi', 'pj', 'pk', 'pl', 'pn', 'pp', 'pq', 'ps', 'pv', 'pw', 'px', 'py', 'pz', 'qa', 'qb', 'qc', 'qd', 'qe', 'qf', 'qg', 'qh', 'qi', 'qj', 'qk', 'ql', 'qm', 'qn', 'qo', 'qp', 'qq', 'qr', 'qs', 'qt', 'qu', 'qv', 'qw', 'qx', 'qy', 'qz', 'rc', 'rd', 'ri', 'rj', 'rk', 'rl', 'rm', 'ro', 'rp', 'rq', 'rr', 'rs', 'rt', 'rv', 'rw', 'rx', 'ry', 'rz', 'sa', 'sd', 'sf', 'sh', 'sj', 'sk', 'sl', 'so', 'sp', 'sq', 'ss', 'st', 'su', 'sv', 'sw', 'sx', 'sy', 'sz', 'td', 'tf', 'tg', 'tj', 'tk', 'tn', 'to', 'tp', 'tq', 'tr', 'tt', 'tu', 'tv', 'tw', 'tx', 'ty', 'tz', 'ua', 'ub', 'uc', 'ud', 'ue', 'uf', 'ug', 'uh', 'ui', 'uj', 'uk', 'ul', 'um', 'un', 'uo', 'up', 'uq', 'ur', 'us', 'ut', 'uu', 'uv', 'uw', 'ux', 'uy', 'uz', 'va', 'vb', 'vc', 'vd', 've', 'vf', 'vg', 'vh', 'vi', 'vj', 'vk', 'vl', 'vm', 'vn', 'vo', 'vp', 'vq', 'vr', 'vs', 'vt', 'vu', 'vv', 'vw', 'vx', 'vy', 'vz', 'wa', 'wb', 'wc', 'wd', 'we', 'wf', 'wg', 'wh', 'wi', 'wj', 'wk', 'wl', 'wm', 'wn', 'wo', 'wp', 'wq', 'wr', 'ws', 'wt', 'wu', 'wv', 'ww', 'wx', 'wy', 'wz', 'xa', 'xb', 'xc', 'xd', 'xf', 'xg', 'xh', 'xi', 'xj', 'xk', 'xl', 'xm', 'xn', 'xo', 'xp', 'xq', 'xr', 'xs', 'xt', 'xu', 'xv', 'xw', 'xx', 'xy', 'xz', 'ya', 'yc', 'yd', 'ye', 'yf', 'yg', 'yh', 'yi', 'yj', 'yk', 'yl', 'ym', 'yn', 'yo', 'yp', 'yq', 'yr', 'ys', 'yt', 'yu', 'yv', 'yw', 'yx', 'yy', 'yz', 'za', 'zb', 'zc', 'zd', 'ze', 'zf', 'zg', 'zh', 'zi', 'zj', 'zk', 'zl', 'zm', 'zo', 'zp', 'zq', 'zs', 'zt', 'zu', 'zv', 'zw', 'zx', 'zy', 'zz']
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Black Spire Lightsaber Tournament, final day.
In the final: Master Savi Vs. Gavin Dree
Since everything gets broadcast remotely anyway and those duels can be fast paced, covering a wide area, only very few visitors are allowed in the immediate vicinity of the dueling square.
Jin Dree secures the best place on the pavement - between the astromech BB-8 and the police droid B3-RY.
Jin's dad Gavin had been one of Savi the tinkerer's first students in the art of lightsaber combat. Under First Order rule Savi is also Gavin's legitimate owner, what makes this a little awkward.
Savi: "Good work with Kylo Ren earlier! I'm proud to see how far you've come, not just in your skills, but also as a person."
Gavin: "I realized I'm still as terriorial as a barn cat, though."
Savi: "Well, that's you being you, nothing we can do about that. But you proved that you can set your jealousy and anger aside when it matters."
Gavin: "When it... SHIT, it matters NOW!"
Savi: "What's the problem?"
Yes, what? The screenshot reveals it: At exactly this point of the duel Daniel called Gavin, asking him to come to the Magic Realm for a duel. In the context of the Batuu setting, Magic Realm is the space station of the Knights of Ren!
Gavin: "Savi! The Knights of Ren have Daniel! Don't ask me how I know it, I just do! He's on their space station!"
Savi: "Alright. But one minute won't make a difference. Calm down. Finish this match."
Gavin: "''kay. I trust you."
Savi: "Good. You know, this is the same dirty trick Vader used on Luke Lars in the Empire's era."
Gavin: "Luke Lars..."
Savi: "Yes. You aren't document pushers and back alley cops anymore. This is the new level of threats you have to be prepared for."
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Breach
This story is presented without commentary except to say any and all mistakes are mine.
Riley, Liam, Bastien, and Mara belong to Pixelberry. The children are mine.
Song Inspiration: Enemy, Imagine Dragons
Word Count: 3,466
The sumptuous yet simplistic bedroom was quiet and lit only by a bedside table lamp. A bare-chested King Liam Rys smiled affectionately at the infant with his features laying in his arms; Prince Theodore Edmund Antonius Rhys, nicknamed BB for Baby Boy by his parents and siblings, blinked sleepily in return as he continued to feed from the bottle his father held in one hand.
They sat in an antique wooden rocking chair that Riley had fed and rocked the twins in, and Liam’s mother Eleanor had rocked and fed him in. Indeed, legend had it that the chair dated back to the reign of Queen Kenna’s mother.
“My littlest Prince,” Liam murmured as he adjusted his arm to lift the child’s head nestled in the crook of his elbow. “I will defend you, your brothers, and your mother until the end of my days.” The King pulled his son closer to his skin. “I love you more than you could ever imagine.”
“Don’t let the twins hear you say that,” his wife and Queen warned in hushed tones as she entered their bedroom through the nursery’s connecting door. “They’ve become quite possessive over us since that little assassin arrived.”
“Our children are not assassins, Riley!” the King admonished.
“Oh, not all of them," she replied as she shrugged out of her robe, revealing Liam’s white silk pajama top paired with her lacy white underwear. “Just that one; the other two are ninjas.”
Liam chuckled softly as he gently pulled the nipple from his son’s mouth before placing a white cloth over his bare shoulder; he then carefully placed BB over his shoulder for the purpose of burping him. The King’s palm rubbed soothing circles against the baby’s back, alternating with soft pats.
Riley nodded towards the infant, her eyes lingering over him with a loving glance. “He tried to TAKE ME OUT, Liam and you know it!” she countered as she began turning down the beddings on their shared bed.
Although the Queen could make light of the situation now, her second pregnancy had been quite problematic: Riley’s health and the viability of the pregnancy were in constant peril. Liam said prayers of Thanksgiving every morning and night that his family was complete, intact, and healthy.
Liam rose slowly, cautiously from the chair before pacing the room, body slightly swaying as he made his way to his wife. The white silk pajama bottoms that matched the top his wife was wearing were slung low across his hips. “Francis and Jonathan are asleep?” he asked, referring to the three-year-old twins commonly known as Fric and Frac.
Riley had dropped the “k” from both nicknames to make them “more European”.
Francis, or Frac, was their firstborn, born at 11:58pm; Jonathan, known as Fric, followed three minutes later at 12:01am the following day.
She shook her head in exasperation. “No! I left those two talking to each other in their secret, world-domination language. But they’ll fall asleep soon; it’s been a full day for them.”
Riley looked up at Liam, her eyes quickly searching his face before smiling and outstretching her arms for her youngest son; Liam tenderly transferred the infant from his arms into hers. Pressing a kiss to the baby’s forehead, she cooed, “There’s my little Theodore! If I had known you were coming, I would’ve named the first two Alvin and Simon.”
The baby gurgled as she settled him on her shoulder, softly slapping his upper back. She smiled softly at feeling tiny fingers dig into the silk fabric and little legs kicking harmlessly against her. Both she and Liam laughed when their child loudly belched.
“How much did you feed him?” Riley demanded through her chuckles.
Liam jerked a thumb towards the empty bottle on the Queen’s dressing table. “The entire six ounces. He has a good appetite.”
“He’s greedy, like his daddy,” Riley responded.
“You think I’m greedy?” Liam teased, palm splayed against his chest in mock surprise.
“Who said you were his father?” she replied as her fingers experimentally felt along the 4-month-old’s bottom. “Has he been changed?” she questioned.
Liam nodded. “Right before the feeding.”
“Good,” she responded approvingly as she bent over an oversized, Wedgewood blue wooden cradle. “Grab the baby monitors and I’ll meet you in the kitchen? Gonna lay this big boy down.”
Each evening, after the twins were supposedly asleep and Liam had given BB his nightly feeding, the couple spent alone time: Evenings filled with inside jokes, bickering, briefings, updates, and random conversation. Happenstance determined where the evenings were spent: There had been terrace talks with sparkling cider for Riley and cigars for Liam; massages in bed for Riley and promises of IOUs from her to return the favor; poring over agreements, budgets, and intel in the study.
It was their time, be it as husband and wife or King and Queen. All that mattered was that they were alone. Together.
Tonight was the kitchen because earlier Riley claimed a craving for vanilla ice cream.
When she entered the scullery with her thick coils brushed back and away from her face, and wearing the pajama top which put her long, lean legs on display, Liam’s eyes slowly traveled up his wife’s body.
She still stopped him in his tracks.
Riley stood in front of the kitchen island, looking askance at two bowls of ungarnished French vanilla ice cream before raising her eyes, filled with accusation, to meet Liam’s confused expression. Rolling her eyes, she turned on her heel, marching towards the kitchen cupboards. The displeased Queen loudly set bottles of chocolate and caramel syrups in front of her bowl, along with a jar of crushed peanuts.
Liam cut his eyes at her movements. “Riley, you specifically stated vanilla ice cream.”
“KINKY vanilla,” she retorted while squeezing ribbons of chocolate over frozen, sweetened cream.
“That is not healthy,” Liam observed, somewhat heatedly. “You have our child to feed!”
“The ice cream is dairy, so that means calcium; the chocolate has magnesium; the caramel helps with the liver and anxiety, and the peanuts are protein,” the Queen glanced up at her husband with an arched eyebrow. “Any more objections?”
Liam shook his head in resignation, rummaging through the drawers for spoons.
Once the couple were settled at the island and Riley had checked the baby monitor screens for the umpteenth time, they dug their spoons into their snack. Riley was savoring her third spoonful when she glanced over, noticing the King was simply dragging his spoon over the tops of his ice cream scoops.
“Hey,” the Queen said softly. “You’ve been quiet all evening. What’s wrong?” she asked as she set her spoon in her bowl.
“Is it that obvious?” he asked with a wan smile, his gaze holding hers.
Riley shrugged. “To me.”
A pause before he answered. “The investigation concluded today, and the evidence is correct. Bastien Lykel is a member of the Via Imperii.” His tone held anger, worry, sorrow.
The Queen was unsurprised. “I never trusted him,” she stated in a tone that held the slightest trace of vindication.
“You forgave him his trespasses against you,” Liam argued as he lifted his spoon to his mouth.
“I compromised in an effort to save our marriage! You thought I was being overdramatic when I said separate bedrooms? Your defense of him after what that man did to me in service to his King? You’re both lucky I didn’t stomp mudholes in your asses.”
Riley was pouring more syrup over her ice cream when she abruptly stopped her movements, slowly setting the bottle on the table. Liam noticed; his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyebrow arched inquisitively.
“Love, what is it? What’s wrong?”
“In. Service. To. His. King,” Riley slowly repeated before slapping her palm against the countertop. “HIS KING!” she yelled, then looked around guiltily. She hoped the twins hadn’t heard her; they would come running into the kitchen and want ice cream.
She wasn’t sharing.
“Constantine didn’t put Bastien up to the scandal!”
Liam’s brow was furrowed as he slid his seat closer to Riley’s. “Both men admitted to it, what are you talking about?”
Riley rolled her eyes. “Like anyone can believe a word Bastien says anymore.”
A spoonful of frozen treat slid between her unpainted lips. “Think about it, Liam!” Riley spoke excitedly as she clutched his hand. “Neither your father nor Regina were ever members of Via! Neither of them wore the pin, one wasn’t among his possessions, and even Via said a Rys has never deigned to join their ranks.”
She eagerly scooped more ice cream sundae into her mouth before continuing. “WHO wanted Madeleine as Queen, even before your social season? Barthelemy and Godfrey, members of Via!
“WHO’S credit card was used?? PENELOPE’S!! Emmeline was seeking to rise in both rank and favor within Via, and no way was Penelope refusing mommy dearest.
“WHO hired Sons of Earth? Again, Barthelemy!”
Liam held up a finger; Riley fell silent to allow her husband to speak.
“There is no proof that either Barthelemy or the Duke of Karlington were ever members of Via Imperii,” he pointed out. “It’s all speculation, love.”
Riley waved her arms and hands around, wavy hair bouncing about her head. “SEMANTICS! They did Via’s bidding, didn’t they?”
“But … father confessed,” Liam interrupted quietly.
“He AGREED with what you said and spouted some malarkey about the monarchy needing a show of strength. The fact remains whomever you chose, you would both be a newbie King and Queen. So maybe Via had something on him and he took the fall? In any case, Bastien’s “King” here was Eirik, the King of Hidar, NOT Constantine!”
Liam stared at his wife for a few moments before dropping his gaze to his dessert-filled bowl; his fingers combed through his thick locks of dark hair. Riley reached over, pushing the bowl just of reach. “I may want that later, and don’t need your hairs in it,” she murmured in explanation. “You shed horribly, you know that.”
Liam did not know that.
Riley picked up the baby monitors, looking between the two screens: BB was asleep, and the twins were still talking, both children in Fric’s bed. Their mother had both placed and left them each in their own bed.
She set the monitor down, then outstretched her hand. Liam took it, almost gratefully. “How are you feeling about everything?” she inquired.
Liam shook his head, a mixture of acceptance, denial, and helplessness. “I have no idea how I feel. Bastien has been a part of this family … my life since before I was even born! He … he … he helped raise Leo, me, Drake … and to find out he’s been part of the plan to dethrone the Rys line the entire time?”
His jaw clenched; his free hand fisted before harshly pounding the table. “What if he were instrumental in my assassination attempt? What if he was working with Anton and that’s why my guards didn’t arrive until after we had defeated him? They weren’t expecting to take anyone to jail … it was supposed to be US headed to the morgue!”
Riley made soothing noises while awkwardly trying to spoon ice cream into her mouth with her free hand. “Have you talked to him, Liam?”
Liam quickly shook his head. “I … have nothing to say to him at the moment.” His head lifted sharply, and his gaze fixed on Riley. “He knows every passageway, secret or not, in all of our properties. He has every password. Who knows who else is privy to this information?”
Hearing her husband’s words, Riley’s blood iced over; her stomach turned as she wondered, despite a fleet of guards, how safe were her children actually were. But she couldn’t let Liam sense her fear.
Instead, she cleared her throat. “Do Drake and Savannah know?”
Liam nodded morosely. “Drake spoke with him briefly; unsure what was said, but he left earlier this afternoon headed to Ramsford to speak with his sister.”
“And where is Bastien now?”
“Cells. He’ll be transported to Lythikos tomorrow, where he will join his cohorts Barthelemy and Anton.”
“Hmmmm,” Riley tapped an index finger against her lips. “We’re going to need to sweep the Palace, Valtoria, and Applewood for signs of infiltration. And run background and security checks on every guard Bastien personally hired. Get Rashad and his firm to help with that and ask for a discounted price.”
Liam nodded in agreement. “I have spoken to the very few guards I can trust, and …”
“Not Mara!” Riley interrupted as she pulled Liam’s dessert dish closer to her.
“What do you mean, ‘Not Mara’”? I hired her directly, and she is second in command. OF COURSE, Mara!”
Riley’s eyes were inspecting the scoops of melting ice cream, searching for tell-tale dark hairs; there were none. She began combining the ingredients of the two bowls while she spoke.
“You hired Mara for ME! From Day One, she has been MY guard. She has protected me, trained me, and I have STUCK with her. When you were snickering with Drake about how incompetent she was, when you told her she SUCKED at her job … Mara and I were a team. And I stand by my choice. I trust Mara with not only my life, but the lives of our children.”
“I have NEVER told Mara she sucked at her job! I don’t even use such language,” Liam shot back, his tone indignant.
Riley smirked. “I beg to differ with that, Your Majesty. Just this morning the word suck dominated your vocabulary.”
“THAT is reserved for YOU when we are having … relations!”
She offered her husband a spoonful of ice cream, which he accepted. “Look, Liam. You’ve been good to me. Raising my kids as if they were your own, letting me wear your clothes and Cordonia’s crown; you don’t pay rent, but your child support is up to date. I would do you a solid anytime, anywhere … but you chose Bastien even after I offered to make Mara the family guard, soooo … too bad, so sad.”
Liam’s expression was thoughtful as he verbalized an inner thought. “Maybe … just maybe he thought he was helping the Crown.”
Riley snorted in derision. “Without telling you?” She shook her head. “I’m sorry, my love. IF he was doing you a favor, protecting you … why didn’t he say so? Be like, ‘Hey guys, I’m going to be doing some shady shit but no worries … I’m being a mole for this faction trying to usurp the Crown and I’ll keep you updated on their movements.’ BUT HE DIDN’T!”
Liam shook his head in exasperated frustration as he pushed away from the island. “I want a sandwich.”
“You’re going to fix it?” Riley asked in amused disbelief.
“Yes, Riley, I am. I think I am capable of making a sandwich!” he snapped.
“Iffen you say so…” his wife responded doubtfully.
“While we’re on the topic of guards and security, I’m considering appointing the Duchess of Lythikos as Head of the King’s Guard,” he announced as he rummaged in the refrigerator for food.
Riley was slurping up the last of the ice cream. “You’re WHAT?” she choked out.
“Olivia will be Head of the Guard,” Liam repeated, pulling bread, sliced turkey, mayonnaise, and lettuce from the icebox and setting it on the counter.
“Why? What qualifications does she have?”
“I trust her, for one.”
“Trust and knowledge of daggers are NOT grounds to appoint Liv to head up the most important job in this country.”
Liam looked at his wife, puzzled. “I thought you would support the decision. The Duchess is our friend, your friend.”
Now it was Riley’s turn to look puzzled. “She is! But she has no formal training. At least Mara is expertly trained in hand-to-hand combat, jiu-jitsu, and a ton of other stuff I can’t spell or pronounce!”
“Lythikan blood is warrior blood, and Olivia was trained by her parents who were two of the best fighters in the duchy’s history.”
“Lythikans are bloodthirsty! And her parents trained her to take down the Crown over twenty years ago. Say what you want, she needs to know more than how to hide a dagger.”
“She can handle one as well,” Liam pointed out.
“I’ve never seen it,” Riley said dismissively as she watched Liam attempt to make a sandwich.
What the hell is that man doing with the bread?
With a sigh, she rose from her seat to join her husband at the counter. “Move!” she hip-checked him out of the way. “You’re doing it wrong. Get me some tomato, onion, and jalapeno and slice them, please.”
Liam did as she requested.
The Queen slathered mayonnaise on the bread slices before sprinkling them with salt and pepper. Liam watched as she layered slices of meat, then onion, lettuce, tomato, and jalapeno on both pieces of bread before placing one side atop the other. Riley continued the conversation while plating the sandwich.
“This is the last I have to say on the subject:
“Strike 1: Olivia was our security at the hospital when I was pregnant with Fric and Frac; remember the journalist sneaking into our personal room and taking unauthorized photos of us, which is why we now have private medical facilities on our properties?
“Strike 2: Olivia got herself captured during a stealth operation … trying to infiltrate Via while Bastien WATCHED instead of HELPING … which she told no one about because she wants to be all secret squirrel, and we had to go rescue her!
“Lastly, Olivia has a title for a reason! She is the SOLE ruler of the country’s oldest and third largest duchy; that’s more than a full-time job alone. Something’s going to suffer if you offer her that appointment: either her people or your life. So no, Olivia will NOT be your head of anything.”
“Are you advocating for MARA to get the job?”
“Oh, HELL NO! Mara is mine, ALL MINE! In fact, consider her snatched from any type of rotation; she is now Head of the Queen and Family security detail, and you are NOT included in that.”
She bit into the freshly made sandwich before waving it in front of Liam. “Did you want a sandwich too?”
Liam snatched the food from Riley’s hand, aggressively biting into bread and meat. She held his gaze before leaning in to kiss him softly on the lips. “Hey, let’s go to bed. Tensions are high, and we could both use a good night’s sleep. We’re going to be busy the next couple of days.”
“We are?” he inquired as he chewed more of the sandwich.
“Oh, yeah! WE and Mara are going to Lythikos, Portavira, and Hidar to get to the bottom of this Via shit and find out just what role Bastien played in it.”
Liam shook his head as he offered Riley another bite. “I’m not allowing you or the children to get involved, Riley.”
“Tough tit. We’re a team, and we’re already involved,” she replied while grabbing her husband’s hand to lead him to bed.
Liam didn’t budge. “I’ll allow you to accompany me and Drake to Lythikos, only on the provision that Regina and Gladys remain here to babysit the children, and Mara guards them. You will not be going anywhere else.”
His tone and expression were serious as he and Riley held gazes.
She opened her mouth to protest but was cut off by her husband. “No, Riley. That is the only offer on the table. Take it or leave it.”
“But …”
Liam bit into the snack. “No.” His voice was quiet but the tone firm.
Riley reached out for the sandwich. “Gimme my food,” she whined petulantly.
Liam held it aloft, out of her reach. “Be nice, and I’ll share. Maybe. It’s a really good sandwich.”
“I am going to bed! ALONE!” she threatened while continuing to tug on Liam’s hand.
“I want the twins to sleep with us tonight,” Liam said through a bite of sandwich as he followed his wife into their bedroom.
Ha paused in front of the alarm system’s keypad mounted on the sleeping chamber’s foyer wall, pressing in the code to arm the royal suite. Automatic locks slid quietly into keyholes, giving the monarchs a slight sense of both security and relief.
Riley nodded in agreement at his suggestion. She needed to feel her babies close to her, breathing in their sweet smells, and kissing chubby cheeks.
The Queen plucked the sandwich from her husband’s hand as they walked through the room, stopping to tuck the infant’s blanket more securely about him before heading into the nursery.
“Your side, though. I don’t need toes in my nose when I wake up.”
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